A Time to Talk
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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loki bolla muli se
loki bolla sun ri muli,
kahan chali tu dukheli dukheli
HAR RISHTA NIBHANA JANTI HAI MAA
सुलाने के लिए मुझको, तो खुद ही जागती र
I Tucked You Inside My Heart
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
My Weakness
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
VO BHARAT DESH HAI MERA
जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती
JEE LE APNI ZINDAGI
सच तो है ये जिंदगी कुछ लम्हात
एहसा
Did Not
Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;bat hai yeh kon jo hoti nahi
जो कभी अपने समय को यों बिताते है नहीं
Aansu Ache Nahi Lagte
Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte,
Chaahe jitnaa bhi
Thank You..
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
